“ You basically just pluck the strings in certain positions and hope it sounds good! ” Y/N explain to the very short person that was sitting beside them. “ Here, give it a try..- ” They handed the guitar to Toxic who just started to randomly swipe at the strings. “ Nononono- like this-! ” Y/N placed Toxics fingers to where the A minor note was.
Toxic tried it again but still ended up failing, causing them to get slightly mad. “ Here lets try again, ” Y/N got a different guitar and played the note themselves. “ Now you try! ” Toxic swiped at the strings again, it sounded better this time but it wasn't as pleasing as Y/N. “ Lets just try a different note-. ” They awkwardly laughed.
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An hour goes by and Toxic gives up trying at this point. “ Your just so good at this-! You do it so perfectly I could never be as good as you..-! ” Y/N's face turned a soft shade of pink and they let out a soft giggle. “ I'm not perfect at the guitar- I definitely have room for improvement-.. ” Their voice was soft and Toxic could barely hear them. “ Well its perfect to me. ”
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“ WAIT TOXIC DON'T- ” The guitar smashed onto the pavement and broke it a few pieces. Toxic, being the small child she was, got so angry that they broke the guitar. “ Toxic my guitar..- ” “ I'm sorry Y/N it just made me mad and- ” “ It's fine.. I'll be able to get a new one soon. ” Y/N walked back into their house, leaving Toxic alone outside with the now broken guitar. Toxic felt, guilty, just so much guilt that they knew they would have to buy another for Y/N. So that's what she went home for, cash money babyyy.
